As a follower of this church for 15 years in the 1970s and 1980s, dedicated to its survival, I came to realize its goal as you use up and throw away anyone within its proximity.
How Did I Become Me?
Don H Harris e n p r t d s o S o h 5 g a l g f h 1 6 u a l 0 6 8 h t 1 f 3 f 8 6 4 5 7 u 6 c 0 3 c 5 5 6 1 a u 1 l f f l h u m 7 1 9 · Shared with Public How Did I Become Me? I didn’t wake up one day fully formed. I became myself through a thousand tiny moments—some loud, some quiet, some I didn’t even notice until years later. But the very first moment that shaped me wasn’t mine alone—it was shared. I came into this world with Lonnie, my identical twin. We were a matched set from the start, but our beginning was anything but simple. We faced twin-to-twin transfusion syndrome before anyone had a name for it, let alone a treatment. There was no protocol, no textbook solution—just a local doctor with steady hands and a gut instinct that saved our lives. His skill, not science, gave us a chance. That moment—before memory, before breath—etched something deep into me: a sense of survival, of gratitude, and of connection that runs soul-deep. Growing up with Lonnie wasn’t just having a ...
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